Nalun Desert, dusk.
The sun is struggling unyieldingly, and sprinkles the last afterglow on the desert, which seems to be dyed with a layer of golden yarn.
The daytime that belongs to Friday will eventually be replaced by night after dusk.
As the sun sets among the endless sand dunes to the west, the source of light that originally illuminated this world is announced to disappear, and a new world has arrived.
Night fell.
The stars all over the sky are extremely bright, and the bright moon rises, bringing some brightness to this deep night.
Although it is not as clear as daytime, it can still be seen by people.
There is still a bit of chill.
"Xi Lv Lv..."
The war horse under his crotch snorted impatiently.
Manid wrapped himself up in the leather robe he was wearing. The temperature in the desert dropped sharply after nightfall, which was quite different from the heat of the day. He couldn't help but let out a long breath: "Fortunately, I was well prepared."
This leather robe is a commodity sold by Stone Pass and purchased by Manid.
Made of chamois leather.
The texture is soft and comfortable, and the warmth retention effect is good. It is the best choice for the civilians in North County to keep out the cold in winter.
Manid purchased a lot for this purpose.
Now, the other people in the caravan were all wearing similar leather robes and warm leggings on their feet. No matter how fast they rode their horses, they didn't have the bone-chilling chill they had back then.
Linen robes and woolen sweaters are not as effective in blocking cold wind as leather robes.
The civilians in North County rely on this kind of cheap clothes to survive the winter.
And for some conscripted farmers who can't afford leather armor, when they respond to the lord's call, they often put on several layers of leather robes to protect their lives to resist possible arrows. Stabbing, of course, is resigned to fate, the soft leather robe is still not hard leather armor.
This is an additional function of the leather robe.
It's a pity for the recruited farmers, but it's the truth.
These cannon fodder don't need much protection.
Of course, Manid and the cavalry from Salander would not be so downcast.
Because they have their own armor, even the Salander chain armor that the Salander riders wear all over their bodies, which is worn by the high-ranking nobles of the Lion Principality in this world, there is no intention of humiliating their identities in the slightest.
The leather robes are just the clothes Manid bought to keep out the cold.
Shake the reins.
Manid rode his horse and took a few steps forward.
The cavalry behind them were still packing their tents and luggage. They had just rested for less than half an hour after dinner, and they were ready to continue to set off and return to the sentry oasis.
Use sand to extinguish campfires.
The tent was bundled up and put back in the wagon.
Soon the temporary camp was packed up, and the cavalry stood up and rode on their horses, and gathered together to prepare to leave.
Lord Kant had urged that time waits for no one.
"let's go."
Manid rode his horse and walked ahead.
Seeing that the temporary camp had been cleared up, the cavalry rode their horses and started to move forward. There were also three elite desert bandits sitting on the carriage, swinging their whips to let the horses pulling the carriage go faster.
The caravan set off again.
The specially modified wooden wheels run over the sand, leaving deep ruts.
Loaded with cargo.
This trip to Jianshi Pass not only harvested these fur products.
There are also food and tools full of carriages.
These are the materials needed by the sentry oasis, and Manid focuses on purchasing.
However, he turned his head and looked at the three carriages behind him, leaving deep ruts as the wooden wheels ran over the desert, with a bit of regret on his face: "The scale is too small, and the caravan can be enlarged in the future." scale."
That's right, the current caravan is indeed too small.
It's too small to satisfy the hungry appetite of Sentry Oasis.
And this appetite increases day by day with development.
3 carriages carrying food and water, as well as 20 bags of expensive fine white salt, can go to the Stone Pass to find Baron Dylan for the salt trade, and bring back 1,000 large silver coins at the same time.
This is a jaw-dropping profit in the Lion Principality.
Monopoly profits.
However, most of the large silver coins earned by relying on salt need to be spent to meet the current development of the sentry oasis, otherwise it will not be enough to support the increasing development speed of "Drehem".
For example, after the increase in personnel, Kant rigidly stipulated that the grain reserve should reach the standard of half a year.
This is stockpiling for war.
There are also feather arrows and crossbow arrows, which are also the procurement targets of Manid's trip to Jianshi Pass this time.
However, Baron Dylan rejected the purchase proposal.
But not completely rejected.
"Oh, I'm really wary."
Manid shook his head with a mocking smile on his lips.
This Baron Dylan, with his seemingly calm face, was actually poking at the sentry oasis, just like a hungry wolf saw its prey and was grinding its claws and teeth, waiting to pounce. Go up and enjoy the moment.
The huge profit concession did not make Baron Dylan grateful.
Instead, he became greedy for the salt mines owned by the sentry oasis.
When they returned, Baron Dylan repeatedly stated that for Kant's safety, he wanted to send 30 personal guard infantry to help, and he could deal with any problems in time.
Of course, Manid declined, claiming that this is not something he can decide.
Even Kant would not agree.
This is tantamount to leading the wolf into the house, exposing all the advantages Kant established in the sentry oasis to the eyes of this ulterior baron, and will quickly spread it to the entire Lion Principality under certain means of fueling the flames, so that Kant, who has already The baron who was exiled became a thorn in their eyes again.
Manid exhaled: "When we go back, we need to report properly."
This operation, although seemingly smooth.
But in fact, he knew that this was just lurking and waiting before knowing each other.
Sometimes businessmen and nobles are similar, cunning and insidious, good at using each other or other people, so it is a correct choice for Manid to speculate on his potential enemies from the dark side.
He was equally satisfied with that.
After all, it's a good start.
The caravan continued to trek across the desert, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.
Manid's brows also raised.
"Look, it's our fortress!"
When they turned over the sand dunes, they finally saw the fortress on the sentry oasis, which had changed drastically.
The cavalry were elated.
The back and forth trek for nearly a week has exhausted them.
Their hometown has finally arrived, and they can't wait to go back and rest.
"Boost!"
Manid also chuckled, and waved behind him: "Tonight we can sleep in our own fortress, and we don't have to worry about the sudden appearance of enemies anymore!"
"Long live Lord Kant!"
The cavalry cheered.
PS: Today's update is late, I'm sorry, I will update it today, please take a leave. I went to buy a 2,000-odd air conditioner during the day, and it was almost 8 o'clock after the workers finished installing it in the mall. I will make it up at five o'clock tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I finally have an air conditioner!
(end of this chapter)